




People Were Flexing Money in Past Post and Jewelry
Whats your favorite pieces you have?





Whats your favorite pieces you have?
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Yeah, the winter was vicious, but I’m accustomed to the shivering
The avenue's colder, I'm giving thanks for what the city brings
At least I got shelter, the holidays are looking different now
But I’m counting my blessings, my family is still sticking 'round
The dinner is freezing on the table, but I take a seat
I offer my gratitude to heaven for the plate I eat
I’m tired of the wardrobe that I’m wearing for the weekend shifts
But thankful the leather on my sneakers doesn't leak in drips
The schooling was secondary, but they kept me registered
A pass for the transit, I didn’t walk the frozen edges, sir
I came to a heated supper sitting in the dining room
Instead of some hardened crust of bread inside a silent tomb
Surrounded by family residencies, not the bloody streets
Where victims of violence are waiting on an ambulance to meet
If I'm moving paranoid, it’s 'cause my spirit took a bruising
But I’m offering gratitude, at least I survived the crucible
Yeah, at least I survived the crucible.
[Verse 2]
I’m birthed out of hope, but you can label me a sinner man
The senators curse me, the cops are running the sprinter vans
A captive of childhood, my parents battled through the thick of it
Surrendering everything to sponsor my addiction stints
I was a gritty kid, but keeping humble was the remedy
That pushed me ahead, my mother prophesied my legacy
We smiled at the triumphs, and now we stomach the atrocities
The anger is gripping, I hustle Wednesday to the properties
It isn’t an even game, the dealer handed us the heavy cards
But if my circle is bleeding, I'm pulling aces from the yard
I’m highly appreciative of everything we managed here
But I cannot lean back, I gotta navigate the panic here
It’s been like this for ages, this is gratitude, not sympathy
I never discuss the cash, I'm busy generating equity
I gotta deliver a Detroit seminar to school the scene
I owe it to God, I'll never sink beneath the lowest stream.
Hello all, I'm Ukrainian & Magyar. Recently i started dating a girl from Uzbekistan originally. We both live in USA, although I've talked a bit about her culture with her, she seems to feel like she can't open fully about it with me for some reason. Before we dated i asked if she primarily speaks Russian or Uzbek with her family for if i ever meet them since she has Uzbek dad and Russian mom.
She told me that they use mostly Uzbek at home but when she sees her moms side they use Russian just fine too. Although when I talk with her if she ever wants to do some kind of thing she used to enjoy doing at home she says no and closes up, lately we do only Ukrainian cultural things over the past year, which I don't mind, but i don't want it to be so one sided since if we ever have kids, id like them to cherish both their parents culture one day.
Is this normal or is there maybe some reason she doesn't really want to open up about Uzbek culture or traditions because we do many Ukrainian ones so far but none of hers
Song my cousins like a lot our city has lot of influence and reach
Song from new project last post messed up for some reason
Lyrics:
From the absolute disgust the morning star becomes the fever
Lucifer the little prince the dolphin and the cleaver
The virtues of the killer and the sins of the deceiver
The atmosphere is heavy it will shatter the receiver
Balance up the heavy cushions build it for the weaver
The ending of a heavy king destroys the high achiever
I smoke a heavy chimney packing flesh on the reliever
I never feel a single person acting as believer
You kiss me on the heavy lips and validate the incision
Now every heavy hug I give reminds you of the prison
Programmed to surrender pushing silicon into the vision
I call myself a failure while they scream about precision
I trample on the enemies to use them as a lever
A single flash of heavy light I burn like the retriever
Now the way I humiliate myself becomes the dealer
Crying heavy tears and writing lines upon the healer
But this is never human skin it is a fetish potion
Whenever I am in the dark support the heavy motion
The heavy white anomaly the feathers of the hollow
No matter how I scrub the devil waits for me to wallow
Now every single heavy word is crushing like Apollo
And even in the sweetest look the grim begins to follow
The evil tearing up my soul is venom I must swallow
Just riddle me with heavy lead defuse the violent sorrow
I never do it for the fame I hate the elevation
And never for the heavy profit take the compensation
I never do it for the women or infatuation
I never rap to follow trends or seek the validation
It isnt for the heavy ego or the domination
It isnt for the heavy street I hate the degradation
I never do it for the fans I need no adulation
I never want to change a thing the sky is desolation
It isnt for the gratitude fuck every obligation
I never do it for the stardom Im the cancellation
I never do it just to save you from the condemnation
I never think to save myself I know the destination
I never want the holy grace or heaven habitation
I do not have a single vision always hesitation
I never do it for respect or the intimidation
If I go inside a cell it serves no calculation
I never do it for myself it isnt isolation
It isnt for a heavy brother planning celebration
It isnt for the family to meet the expectation
I never do it for the status or the ostentation
I never want to hear applause for all my fabrication
To get a heavy plastic prize inside the operation
I hate the heavy spotlight Im avoiding infiltration
A slave to heavy substances that bring the termination
Do not push me to the side I risk the deviation
An open space prison but I stay in the location
The heavy pain was so atrocious now an irritation
The heavy sword that used to strike is now a laceration
From infinite wealth we only keep the combination
From the final heavy supper we kept the starvation
From the final heavy brawl we lost the inflammation
Whenever heavy heroes fall we keep the illustration
Directors leave a frame the poet leaves a punctuation
Philosophers a form the music leaves an orchestration
The genius an equation and the terror simulation
The shadow of the life I live the villains revelation
Lucifer
Softer than ypsi and a2 rt
Why roes my global differ so much to my default (East European)?